Celestial Dragons Novels & Stories

The Flying Dragon Stronghold had been in a slump for the past few years due to the disappearance of the strongest figure in their sect, or, rather, the most powerful figure in the entire Immortal Continent. Jin Xingchen at first just said goodbye to get some fresh air on a cloudy morning. None of the Flying Dragon Stronghold parties expected that this cloudy morning would be the last morning for them to meet Jin Xingchen.

My thoughts came into halt when Glade and Deborah shouted loudly. “Earth Celestial Magic: Reformation!” they both exclaimed. A combination of blinding green and brown lights engulfed the whole arena. Earth Celestial Magic? Wait, plant and flower are both variation of Earth Magic. And Taurus and Aries are both celestial spirits that have earth attributes, too. That makes sense. I never thought about this thing. I never thought they can use the highest form of their own magic combined with their celestial magic.

Once he was free, in blink of an eye Petro shifted in his large Dragon form… his Dragon was just like Terra except he was in lighter shade of brown… with honey colored brownish eyes… This tomb was already full because of two dragons and now that petro shifted it was extreme crowded. Albert , Tara and I kept watching as Petro fly up and went straight out by breaking through tomb ceiling…… his dragon flew up high in sky, Draco and Terra Dragon too followed him and went out from the ceiling… their this reckless action also led to fall of entire heavy stone made tomb ceiling on solider and crushing them to death…..

Legs hung limply below it, still twitching, and she let her eyes trail up slightly until she found the outline of a head. She quieted her heavy breathing, and in the silence, she could hear the wheezing, struggling breaths of someone in their death throes. Bastien. Bastien was meeting the end he deserved. What had Kai said earlier? That the wild dragons were no wild dragons at all, but his generals, Sa-Khente and Qinglong. They must have attacked Bastien and left him to die this way, left hanging on the wall like decoration, a war victory fixture.

Because no ship should be able to do what my ship can. The Dragon’s Lament isn’t just a sailing vessel–it is a spaceship. The reason the Sun Dragons had controlled the two larger continents for thousands of years was that they never lost a connection between themselves and the original dragons who first came to Terra. As direct descendants of the drakes who built the Celestial Kingdom, our archives were deep and wide, full of lost treasures that most of the world couldn’t even imagine ever existed. Our history books tell stories of our ancestors once traveling across the stars, and while that skill and understanding had been lost eons ago, the bit that remained of that knowledge had been tuc

Cupid answered him back. “Why you–––“ Atlas started but Cupid shut him up. “Bingo! Alright, Bacchus, Pegasus, you can go in now.” Cupid said on the intercom. “Now we just have to wait until they kill that Black Dragon.” He said to Atlas. “Do you think they can? I mean, that’s Black Dragon. He killed almost half of our members.” Atlas said sitting up. “I actually don’t know. But boss ordered us to do this.” Cupid answered.

SIGIL: Hai-Riyo the Dragon Bird SPECIALITY: Science of the atmosphere (Ten-mon) | GNOMUS CLAN COLOR: Brown SIGIL: Ōmukade the Centipede Dragon SPECIALITY: Geography (Chi-mon) | UNDINA CLAN COLOR: Blue SIGIL: Kuma-wani the Aquatic Dragon SPECIALITY: Water and ice arts (Sui to hyō-ren) | VULCANUS CLAN COLOR: Red SIGIL: Kai-Ryu the Red Dragon SPECIALITY: Fire and incendiaries tactics (Kayaku-jutsu) | But all the will of man combined was yet to parallel the might of the nine-headed Dragon God, Kuzuryū Daimyōjin. Thus, in this world thrown gravely out of balance by an omnipotent apex predator, the gods of men chose to intervene. They sent down heaven’s wrath in the shape of the cleansing fire of

He was the deepest thinker of all, so it is natural that he never misses a point. “You are right, Dad C. The first type of dragons who produce their own power are known as ‘Imperial Dragons’. They mostly use their spirit animal’s energy which is the hardest to harness,” I answered patiently but was interrupted by Dad Valen. “Xador ?! Is he one of them ?” he asked.

Let alone looking up, they couldn’t even see the other half of the staircase because their eyes were blinded by an extremely bright light. "It’s likely related to your dragon blood, big brother. The celestial realm is said to be an astonishing realm without an owner since ancient times. It possesses its own consciousness and can kill ancient gods with its eyes. It’s possible that the celestial realm is something left behind by the dragon emperor long ago!" said the little mouse, pondering this strange celestial realm. Long Chen felt that was possible, but he hadn’t received this information when the Dragon Emperor’s memories entered his mind. There was no information about the Celestial Real

he responds. I'm thrilled he can hear me. It must be his magic, though I'm sad at his answer. To have this ability and not use it would cause too much suffering for me. I must think positive thoughts while around him, so I start asking questions while we swoop through the sky. "Tell me the colors of the other dragons." "Goddess have mercy," he growls. "Bastian is red, Laryn blue, and Tahr silver." I'm on a roll. "Do you ever fly together?"